440 The evil moon rises, and the ghost kills

Hearing the footsteps, the two monks were shocked. After seeing that it was a Taoist priest who came in, the little monk immediately stopped in front of the old monk and looked at the little Taoist priest vigilantly.

The little Taoist priest bowed his hand: "Poor Dao has seen the elders. ”

The little monk stammered, "You Taoist, what are you doing here?" Is it to drive us out of the temple? We don't go. ”

The old monk gently pushed him away and said softly: "Huiyuan, you can't just use your eyes to see people, you have to use your heart. This Taoist leader is refreshed and upright, and he must be a good person. Why should Hui Yuan be nervous. ”

The little Taoist priest smiled: "The elder is really like a torch. When the poor road came, he had no other intention than to send some food. ”

As he spoke, he put down the paper bag in his hand and opened it, but it was a large bag of somen steamed buns, still warm.

The old monk clasped his hands together and recited: "Amitabha, the poor monk is wise, thank you to the Taoist." ”

Looking at this bag of steamed buns, the little monk's saliva gushed out frantically, he swallowed a few big mouthfuls, and a long series of gurgling sounds sounded in his stomach.

But even so, the little monk still endured it, took the steamed buns, and gave them to his master first. The old monk was obviously dying of hunger, but he was not in a hurry, so he recited the scriptures first. Then I took the steamed bun and ate it slowly.

Seeing that his master had eaten, the little monk started eating. He can still eat the first two bites of steamed buns slowly, and after eating two bites, he can't hold back anymore, it's called a gobble. Unexpectedly, after eating two, I was so anxious that I choked and rolled my eyes.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly scooped up the scoop of water and poured it on him, which saved this little life.

After finally eating, the old monk sighed: "Thank you, Taoist." Hey, it's pitiful, the poor monk hasn't eaten a full meal for more than four years. ”

The little monk still had a mouthful of steamed buns in his mouth, and said vaguely: "What's more, Master, we haven't eaten clean vegetarian food for more than a year. ”

The little Taoist priest looked at the small mountain temple and asked, "Didn't you say that there are still a few monks?" Just the two of you? ”

The little monk's expression darkened: "Seeing that he was about to starve to death, the two senior brothers couldn't stand it anymore and left." Now in the whole of Jiangzhou, there are only two monks left. ”

The little Taoist priest sighed: "Hey, this matter is too much! ”

"Although monks and Taoists are cultivators, they are also human beings. If you are a human being, you will have seven emotions and six desires, and you will have good people and bad people. There are good monks among the monks, and naturally there are bad monks, how can they all be killed with a stick? ”

The old monk chanted "Amitabha" and sighed: "What the Taoist chief said is extremely true! The sentient beings in the city of Jiangzhou, when Buddhism flourished, regarded every monk as a bodhisattva in heaven. When Buddhism declined, every monk was treated as a Shura in hell. I don't know how to distinguish the goodness and the ugliness, they are all the same, it's really pitiful, pathetic, and lamentable! ”

The little Taoist priest arched his hand: "Elder, what is the truth of the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in Jiangzhou City five years ago, please tell the elders." ”

The old monk said: "Everyone in Jiangzhou City knows about this matter, doesn't the Taoist chief know? ”

The little Taoist priest replied: "The so-called 'listening is clear, partial belief is dark', one-sided words, poor Taoism does not dare to believe." ”

"Elder, please rest assured, the poor Dao is a wandering Taoist priest, and he has nothing to do with the Taoist priest in Jiangzhou City. I asked about it, but I was just curious. ”

The old monk looked at the little Taoist priest deeply, and the little Taoist priest calmly agreed.

After a while, the old monk lowered his eyes: "The Taoist chief's eyes are as clear as water, but they are as calm as a mountain, and the Taoist heart must be firm and simple." Poor monks believe in the Taoist. ”

As he spoke, he sighed: "What is the truth of this matter, no one in Jiangzhou City believes it. In the end, the one who is willing to believe is a Taoist. Oh, ridiculous! ”

After sighing, the old monk closed his eyes and said slowly:

"Bailong Temple is an ancient temple in the south of the Yangtze River, with a reputation for three hundred years, and the incense is extremely prosperous! The abbot is even more eloquent, preaching the scriptures, and the head is the Tao, so he is highly respected in Jiangzhou City. At that time, the Jiangzhou prefect Wangfutai respected him like a Buddha, but there was an invitation, and nothing was allowed! ”

At that time, Buddhism flourished in Jiangzhou, and the monks were also of high status and were admired by everyone. The income in the monastery is very large, and the life of the monks is also very good, everything is excellent! ”

"Hey, it's precisely because everything is so good, so under the comfort, in the White Dragon Temple, there is gradually a wind of arrogance!"

"All these changes have already been foreshadowed. At that time, the temple elected the abbot, and two people were qualified, one was the abbot's brother, and the other was the old man. Lao Qu is dedicated to the Buddha, kind to others, and the Dharma is the most profound. The abbot is eloquent and the most sociable, and is good at business. In the end, the temple elected the abbot and the elder brother, and there were very few people who chose the old man. ”

"Since the senior brother was elected abbot, the White Dragon Temple has become more and more prosperous under his leadership. But at the same time, the atmosphere in the temple has gradually changed, and it no longer looks like a Buddhist temple. The old man was anxious to see this, and had many disputes with the abbot about this matter, but few people responded. When the old man was disheartened, he just did his own thing and didn't ask him about it. This has been going on for more than ten years. Until that day, everything happened! ”

Speaking of this, the old monk was heartbroken: "After the lid was lifted, the old man knew that my White Dragon Temple had fallen to this point!" The reputation accumulated by the ancestor for 300 years was ruined in one fell swoop! ”

"That night, the old man held the spirit card of the ancestor, knelt in front of the Buddha, and cried all night!"

The little Taoist priest sighed: "So, what Gu Yunxian said is true?" ”

The old monk said loudly: "Most of what that man said is true. But in key places, it is adulterated. He is ruthless and vicious, not only to put my White Dragon Temple to death, but also to put all the monks in Jiangzhou to death! ”

The little Taoist priest frowned: "How do you say this?" ”

The old monk said hatefully: "He used despicable means to check the details of the White Dragon Temple. He threw away all the good ones, but he added fuel and vinegar to the bad ones! For example, the property was embezzled, and the annual income of the temple was checked, and there were accounts to check, and he really didn't lie. But he said that more than 60% of the property in the temple was embezzled by 11 great monks, and only 20% was used for almsgiving. ”

"Lao Gu is in charge of giving in the temple, and the White Dragon Temple has a lot of income over the years, but the cost of giving is really a lot. Senior Brother Abbot is a shrewd person, and he will definitely not be stingy in this kind of place where he can earn fame. But if he has an application, he will approve it. Therefore, the cost of this piece, Lao Ke guarantees with his life, and it is definitely not more than 20%, but nearly 40%. ”

"Not to mention before, in the past ten years, the old man has handled at least more than 12,000 pieces of silver. With so much money to give, not to mention that no one in the south of the Yangtze River can match, it is the entire Great Song Dynasty, and how many temples and Taoist temples can do it? ”

"Over the years, my White Dragon Temple has created a lot of evils, but I can help the poor and the weak, but the virtue is more. And he Gu Yundao's upper lip lightly touched his lower lip, what did my White Dragon Temple become! ”

"He Gu Yun Dao Chang said, there are eleven great monks in my temple, and everyone is corrupt. But in fact, Lao Wei and Qingde are devoted to the Buddha and have no selfish intentions. At least two more brothers and sisters can be sure that they have never done such a dirty thing. Only five brothers and sisters can really be determined to be corrupt. But with a slight hint in his words, my great monk of Bailong Temple was full of all his waists, and he was full of evil! ”

"Among the tenants of the White Dragon Temple, there are miserable things, even wives and daughters who are bullied, but these things are done by the two deacons in private, and we really don't know about it. Let me ask, if my White Dragon Temple has been exploiting the tenants too much, why do the tenants in Jiangzhou sharpen their heads and want to rent the fields of my White Dragon Temple? ”

"The matter of putting Yinzi money in the Changsheng Treasury has always been a common thing in Taoist temples, and the interest charged by my White Dragon Temple is by no means high. The high part, and those things that were forcibly plundered, were all done privately by the money travelers in the name of my White Dragon Temple. My White Dragon Temple is not strictly supervised, but we can't count everything on our heads! ”

"My abbot is not a bad person, he also wants to make the White Dragon Temple more prosperous, otherwise how can he sit firmly in this presiding position. But he made two big mistakes, one of which was that he was too keen to wander among the powerful and too keen on holding puja meetings, so he was bound to be lax in the management of the temple. Some of the monks in the monastery did all kinds of illegal things behind his back, and he didn't know it. Second, the palace is extremely jealous, and there is no man in the inner house. But he himself was unable to have children. In order to avoid being expelled, his wife seduced the abbot's brother in a hurry. The abbot couldn't resist the temptation, and he gave birth to a bad seed with the shameless woman. Because of this matter, the abbot's brother died at the hands of Wang Futai, and the old man had no complaints. He is to blame, and no one is to blame. ”

"If this matter ends with the death of the abbot, the old man has nothing to say. After all, the White Dragon Temple planted evil causes and got evil results, which is also deserved. But some monks in the White Dragon Temple don't see it that way. In a fit of rage, the hall master joined forces with Xitang and asked Yin Liang to invite the underworld masters to besiege and kill Tianyunguan. ”

"After this matter was revealed, there was an uproar all over the city, and the reputation of my White Dragon Temple fell to the bottom. Seeing that the destruction of the White Dragon Temple was imminent, Lao Qu came forward to invite some high-ranking monks and some faithful believers from all over the world, wanting to plead with the government and suppress the matter. For this reason, I Bailong Temple is willing to disperse the wealth in the temple, so I will drive away the monks who have done evil deeds, and only leave the monks who are dedicated to the Buddha, and from then on close the mountain gate and do not ask about the world. ”

At that time, the people in the temple were terrified, and under the strong promotion of the old man, this proposal was passed. At that time, Lao Wei only thought that my Bailong Temple, a century-old ancient temple, would finally be preserved. Unbeknownst to him, the change happened at that time. ”

"I don't know when, a round of evil moon suddenly appeared in the sky, a round of pitch-black crescent moon, right above the White Dragon Temple!"

"The people of Jiangzhou all believed what Daoist Gu Yun said, saying that the evil moon was a curse. But the old man knows that it is definitely not a curse! ”

"That's a kind of sorcery!"

"An extremely powerful, extremely vicious, and terrifying evil art!"

"A kind of vicious evil art that kills forty-five monks and eighteen believers!"